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During this period of time, Zhao Kaile also found that Bai Li didn't seem to pay much attention to Zhanhang's movements in the crew, and it was basically Lu Jiayin who was responsible for contacting him.

The two talked about it on the phone.

Lu Jiayin said: "Sister Ying and Brother Dong are going to compete for awards at the International Film Festival together this year. Sister Li is busy running around, so Brother Hang can tell me anything."

"Oh." Zhao Kaile asked hesitantly: "Isn't she going to ignore Brother Hang's business in the future..."

Lu Jiayin was amused by his guess, and said with a smile, "Of course not, don't think about it."

"That's good." Zhao Kaile rubbed his forehead and said, "Director Ren's team is much more dedicated than those before. Brother Hang lost almost four or five catties after filming the scene for two months this time. It was too hard."

Lu Jiayin said: "Ren Jiayuan is like this. In fact, he made a lot of bad dramas in the early days, but the industry said that he is one of the few directors who is serious about filming. The six relatives don't recognize him, he is barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, and in recent years his vision for scripts has become more and more poisonous. If he really has the intention to support Brother Hang, "Sword" should be able to give it to the audience if it doesn't become a blockbuster after it airs. Brother Hang came out with a wave of good word of mouth."

Zhao Kaile asked: "Then do you think it's worth it?"

"Ask Brother Hang himself about this." Lu Jiayin shrugged: "I think there are gains and losses, anyway, he is not a person who is short of money, and he doesn't need to go around taking plays and bad shows that he doesn't like for money."

Zhao Kaile thought for a while, and originally wanted to ask Sister Na Li if she was poor in money, but then stopped, thinking that it was really inappropriate to ask, after all, no one would think that money is too much.

Lu Jiayin was talking by herself, and suddenly a strange thought came to her, and she couldn't help muttering: "I'll go, the big guy who invested money for Brother Hang has never shown his face, so it must be the group he brought his own money into... ...."

"!" Zhao Kaile couldn't help but laugh: "How is it possible! I can see the bill when he spends money!"

Hearing this, Lu Jiayin was also amused by herself: "That's right... well, my sister has been under too much pressure recently."

The two chatted a few more words and hung up the phone.

Zhao Kaile stood on the sidelines, continuing to watch the artists play against each other.

Yu Zhengfeng plays the head of the company who came to visit the protagonist's company. Although he is nearly half a century old, he is a martial arts actor and maintains the habit of exercising all the year round, so he has a good posture and a strong body. Resolute military demeanor.

There is no need to say much about the lines of the old actors, just a few simple greetings at the beginning can tell that they have many years of experience. There are very few young actors present who can catch the scene. Not to mention, the original lines were a little dry, but now when I meet Yu Zhengfeng's eyes, I am so nervous that I forget the lines.

Yu Wenrong led Yu Zhengfeng slowly through the drill field, and introduced to him one by one the daily drills in his company. Zhanhang was in the last row of the team, following the slogan with a tense expression.Yu Wenrong narrowed his eyes and looked at the several classes he personally led for a while, then turned his head and said something to Yu Zhengfeng, then walked towards the row where Zhan Hang was with a straight face, and kicked him at the crook of the knee.

Zhanhang staggered, knowing that his movements were not standard, so his expression became more nervous, he quickly adjusted his posture, and continued to put on the military posture.

Yu Wenrong reprimanded him in a low voice, raised his voice to remind everyone present, passed by the last row with his hands behind his back, blew his whistle, kicked over a few lazy people, then restrained his expression, and strode back to Yu Zhengfeng's side .

Most of the scenes in this scene are literary dramas between Yu Wenrong and Yu Zhengfeng, so it went very smoothly and was over in one pass.

When Zhanhang came off the field to rest, Zhao Kaile waited for him to sit down, and immediately squatted down, reaching out to roll up his trouser legs.

"..." Zhan Hang was startled by him, put one hand on the back of his hand, and said vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you get kicked again just now?" Zhao Kaile looked up at him and said, "See if it's swollen."

Zhanhang coughed, lowered his head and said to him, "It's okay...not so delicate, stop squatting, someone is watching."

Zhao Kaile inexplicably saw a little embarrassment from his expression, so he turned his head to look around, and then found that the person who was looking at them was standing behind him, it was Yu Zhengfeng.

"You little assistant is very good at loving people." Yu Zhengfeng teased with a smile on his face: "It was he who saved you with a bag last time."

Zhanhang looked embarrassed: "Uncle Feng...you sit down."

Zhao Kaile got up quickly, dragged her stool over for him to sit on, then stood beside him holding hands cautiously, nodded and bowed and said, "It happened suddenly, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"The next scene is actual combat acting, and there will be an explosion scene in a while." Yu Zhengfeng said with a little expectation: "I haven't acted like this for many years."

Zhan Hang said: "Yes, I see that you have been acting in family urban dramas all the time, and you haven't filmed much with action."

"This is the fate of our martial arts actors." Yu Zhengfeng said with a little self-mockery: "The acting path is too narrow, and you have to transform later on. Although Uncle was not as handsome as you when he was young, he was also persuaded to transform into a small boy. , Uncle is unwilling to live or die."

Zhanhang crossed his fingers and said with a smile, "You're right. Buttercup Xiaosheng stopped being popular after two or three years, but haven't you been standing still until now?"

"Don't fool me with good words. I was too drunk that day, and I don't want to listen to the truth." Yu Zhengfeng shook his head: "What's red? Mr. Jiang is called red, and that's a household name. Although Zhao Jingran's grandson spoke harshly, But can you say he's farting? Face to face, he can just step on my face, because the fame is there."

Zhao Kaile never expected that Yu Zhengfeng would be such a real person when he was awake, and he felt a little more sympathy for him when he heard it all the way.

Zhanhang comforted: "That doesn't count, Uncle Feng, why do you talk more and more frustrated."

"Hey, when I get older, I like to talk about frustration." Yu Zhengfeng laughed, and then glanced at Zhao Kaile again: "Your family's Zhanhang is quite smooth, much easier than my road back then."

Zhao Kaile said a little sadly: "Uncle Feng, it's not your problem, it's just that the domestic film and television drama market is like this, there is too little room for middle-aged actors."

"Look at you, I'm talking about me, why are you crying so sadly?" Yu Zhengfeng teased him and said, "Why are you acting like a little girl, won't you drop golden beans in a while?"

Zhao Kaile: "..."

Zhan Hang smiled at Yu Zhengfeng: "That's the nature, don't be surprised."

"The past few decades can be regarded as a feng shui rotation." Yu Zhengfeng continued: "The hottest time for martial arts action subjects has passed. I thought it would never come back. I didn't expect the feng shui rotation. In recent years, it seems to have picked up."

Zhanhang: "In the past two years, martial arts e-sports and other alternative themes such as science fiction have begun to rise. The base of old and new puppet is much smaller than before. I think it is an opportunity."

"You still have a chance." Yu Zhengfeng took a sip of water, sighed and said, "Uncle can't move anymore."

Zhan Hang retorted: "How is it possible? With your current physique, you can beat all the people in the production team with more than enough power."

Yu Zhengfeng was amused by him and couldn't stop pointing at him.

During the shooting of the explosion scene in the afternoon, several agents who were present felt that the risk factor was too high. They were worried that their artists would have accidents.

"The blasting point is far away from them." Ren Jiayuan frowned and said, "Why bother, if you are afraid of this, you should take your son and grandson out of the group as soon as possible."

The managers were speechless after being stunned, and went back to the rest shed with a devastated expression.

Seeing that they were jumping in a hurry, Zhao Kaile was a little worried, so he asked while he was straightening Zhanhang's collar.

"There will be an accident, but the probability is very low." Zhan Hang said lazily: "Some unscrupulous crews directly find an unlicensed demolitionist in order to save money. Experience.......Just grab a scene record lighting prop and come to work part-time, the consequences are even more difficult to say."

"!!!" Zhao Kaile looked at him in horror, the scene of flames exploding, flesh flying and thick smoke flying in his mind, he almost couldn't yell out.

Zhanhang observed his expression with great interest, and licked the corner of his mouth at him: "But Ren Jiayuan can't do such immoral things, don't worry."

Zhao Kaile said tremblingly, "Mom, how dare they do this."

Zhanhang said casually: "It's for the money, it's profitable, why don't they dare."

He didn't say that there are still "death quotas" in the explosion scenes of some crews, that is, the number of accidental deaths is "allowed" within the specified range, for fear that Zhao Kaile will cry and yell that he will not be allowed to play.

Hearing that Zhao Kaile stopped talking, his eyelids twitched twice, the horror images in his mind were not under his own control, and became more dense. He had already jumped directly from the flames to the setting sun a few years later, with his limbs crippled. Lying weakly on the hospital bed, he sat next to him and fed Zhanhang porridge spoonful by spoonful, reaching out his hand to slowly wipe away his tears from time to time, still saying slow down and be careful of burning in his mouth.

Just thinking about it made him cry.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Zhanhang knew that when he showed this expression, although he seemed to be looking at each other seriously, his thoughts had actually flown thousands of miles away, so he reached out and patted his face lightly, and said with a smile : "Look at you scared, wake up."

Zhao Kaile woke up.

"It's okay." Zhanhang couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't really go to the battlefield, what kind of unlucky things will happen on the set."

Zhao Kaile said nervously: "It's okay to have an accident! Don't be crowed!"

Zhanhang: "All right..."

At [-]:[-] p.m., the next filming officially started, and all the actors and actresses from all walks of life were in place.

The actors on the set were serious about filming, and the assistants outside the set were all sweating. It seemed that they were very worried about the explosion scene.